We take our turns and leap into the dark.
My mother asleep with cancer on her couch.
My brother in his coffin, speechless and stark.
My father lying in a helpless crouch.
We take our turns and leap into the dark..
And you and I will join them. But there is time.
Let us be like diving boys on a cliff bent
over a lake. Staring into the water. Sublime
with the daring and the show of strength,
we take our turns and leap into the dark..